He has an offer

Julia sat there in the plush chair of Headmaster Alexander’s revamped office, her mind racing from the revelation about Riley’s indiscretions and the unexpected warmth of his hand on her lap, which lingered just a moment too long before he pulled it away with a knowing smile. He leaned back against his desk, crossing his arms over his broad chest, and said in that velvety British accent, “I can see you’re quite excited about finding a solution, Mrs. Edwards.” Julia blinked, her cheeks flushing slightly as she shifted in her seat, trying to compose herself amid the swirl of confusion and an unwelcome spark of arousal from his proximity. “How… how did you know that?” she asked, her voice betraying a hint of breathlessness, even as she wondered if her recent escapade with Tony had left her more transparent than she realized. He chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with amusement as they flicked down to her legs.

“You’ve been uncrossing and recrossing those lovely legs of yours ever since you sat down—it’s a telltale sign, my dear.” Julia felt a jolt of embarrassment mixed with a forbidden thrill, realizing he was right; her body was betraying her, still humming from the morning’s release and now stirred by this authoritative man’s presence. He pushed off the desk and stepped closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. “I know housewives like you all too well they’re all so **** for a bit of excitement, aren’t they? Trapped in their perfect little worlds, craving something… more.” Before she could protest or pull away, he moved behind her chair, his strong hands coming to rest on her shoulders, beginning to rub them with firm, deliberate strokes that sent shivers down her spine, kneading away the tension while igniting a deeper heat within her as she thought